From: Valandar the Red Subject: [lemon fanfic] Pool Party Date: Thursday, July 27, 2000 9:19 PM Since I can't post pics to this group from Prodigy, I decided to write a lemon, instead. Also, I decided to focus more on the seduction than the act, itself, so some people might be a little disappointed... Pool Party It had been six weeks since Galaxia had been redeemed, and the weekly Senshi meeting had degenerated, as usual, into talk about boys. Usagi, also as usual, was going on and on about Mamoru. "I swear if she brags one more time about how he 'always hits her G-spot', I'll scream," muttered Rei to Makoto. "And, last night," said Usagi, "he hit my G-spot again, several times! He always hits my G-spot!" Little hearts fluttered over her head, each one with a large penis piercing it instead of arrows. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" screamed Rei. [blink, blink] The little hearts and penises popped like soap bubbles. "Umm, what was that for, Rei-chan?" asked the future Queen of Crystal Tokyo. "Oh, never mind," grumbled the raven-haired fire priestess. "Speaking of G-spots," started Makoto, "has that new guy of yours, Kentaro, made any moves on you yet, Minako?" Aino Minako grunted in disgust, chewing on a small lock of her long blonde hair. "No, dammit. I'm beginning to think he has no sex drive at all. It's not fair! Why does he have to be so cute, and so clueless?" "Gee, Mina-chan, why not take control?" asked Usagi. "Hmm? Why? First of all, it would seem too forward, and might scare him off. He _is_ so wonderfully naive, of course." She then looked off to the distance, blushing slightly, and stars glistened in her eyes. "Besides, I'm Sailor Venus, the Goddess of Love - eventually, he'll make a pass!" Ami shook her head. "I don't get it. First you complain about him being clueless, then get wobbly-eyed about his naivete? Anyway, what's wrong with a good, old- fashioned seduction?" "AMI?" interjected four shocked, teenaged girls. "What? Hey, it worked with me, when I was dating Yatten," she retorted. "NANI?!?!?" was their only response. Once Makoto had recovered from her shock, she started sucking on one finger. "You know, Mina-chan, she has a point." "Huh? The Starlights have left, how could I seduce Yatten?" "Grr, no, Mina-chan. I mean, seduce Kentaro. If he really is naive, he might not be clueless - just a little scared, and nervous." The tall brunette grinned, and fixed her friend with a look. "Hell, Mina-chan, you might even be his first time!" Minako grinned back. "You know, this has possibilities. Aren't Haruka and Michiru having a big party at their place next week? Well, then..." **************** Haruka glanced over at the young blonde girl. Minako was dressed to kill, and had a look like the cat that swallowed the canary all night long. The party was in full swing, and she was leading her current boyfriend back onto the impromptu dance floor. An elbow from Michiru stopped her train of thought where it was. "What?" she asked. "She's a little young for you, Haruka. Plus, she's taken," added the teal-haired senshi. "And so are you," she growled. "Hey, watch it. I just think that her guy is in for a bit of a surprise tonight," said the statuesque blonde. On the dance floor, Minako watched as the various couples began to veer off towards the gardens and guest rooms of the spacious home. She stifled a giggle as Mamoru started to lead Usagi towards the Pool Table room, and was dragged in a totally different direction by the ditzy blonde. Not that she had any room calling Usagi ditzy, of course. She looked at Kentaro as they danced. He was tall and thin, right at six feet tall, and about a hundred and sixty pounds. His short, unruly black hair was shaggy and ruffled, like it always got five minutes after he brushed it, and his grey eyes shone with the light that had first attracted her. He was wearing a pair of black jeans, and a yellow t-shirt, with an old pair of scuffed, ratty nikes on his feet. Of course, anything else he was wearing wasn't visible - yet, she added, mentally. Soon, the song ended. "Hey, Ken-ta-ro," she sing- songed. "Um, yeah?" he asked. "Wanna... play a little pool?" Kentaro's expression almost made Minako laugh out loud. On the one hand, he looked ever so slightly relieved- but he also looked disappointed at the same time. "Um, okay, I guess," he answered. Taking him by the hand, she led him to a hall door, and into the hallway beyond. He let her guide him into the room at the end of the hallway, and pretended he didn't notice as she closed and locked the door behind her. All sorts of hentai thoughts exploded into his mind, but he fought them down. Maybe she just liked privacy when she played pool? She racked up the pool balls, leaning a little bit farther over the table than she had to, letting him realize just _how_ low-cut her blouse was. "Is eight ball okay?" she asked, one corner of her mouth twitching to avoid breaking into a feral grin. "Umm... sure," he answered. "Okay. I'm stack... err, I racked, so you break," she said. "Err, okay." The first game was over quickly, and Minako set the balls up again. "Wanna play for stakes, this time?" she drawled. Kentaro groaned inwardly. He was currently broke, as his last date with her cost over twenty thousand yen. "Well, I don't really have any money, right now..." She smirked a little. "Not money. How about a different kind of stakes?" "Huh?" was his intelligent reply. "I got three temporary tatoos today. For each game you win, I show you a tattoo." "And if you win?" She smiled even broader. "You do one task for me. Whatever I ask." Kentaro's knees began to shake a little. If she hadn't locked the door, he would have considered making a run for it. Taking a deep breath, he whispered, "...sure." She sashayed around the pool table, and handed him the cue ball. "Then start shooting, cowboy." The young man was so flustered, he immediately shot the cue ball completely off the table, missing all of the balls on the table. "Umm... I scratched on the break. Is that a loss?" She sat on the edge of the table, her short skirt beginning to ride up. "Mmmmm.... nah. I'll take it easy on you. Allow me to break." Her break sent the six ball into a pocket, so she began to set up her next shot. She took careful notice of where he was, and angled herself so that her cleavage was pointing directly at him. Aiming carefully, she shot it directly into the corner pocket. As he started to reach for the cue ball, she snatched it out of his reach. "Uh-uh. Not so easy," she teased, as she nestled it gently in the depression between her breasts and her blouse. "You have to take it." Kentaro could not believe his ears. Did she mean...? Hand shaking, he reached out, and took the ball, careful not to actually touch her, and once he had it, snatched his hand back like it had been in a fire. Minako almost screamed inside. How could he be as dense as this! Forcing a grin on her face, she watched him shoot, and sink two balls in a combo. *Well, at least he's beginning to get his nerve, back,* she thought. The game didn't last much longer, as she wasn't exactly playing to win. "Well," she said, "you get to see the first tatoo." Slowly and deliberately, she rolled up the left sleeve of her blouse, showing a multi-colored butterfly on her shoulder. "Ready for the next game?" He could only nod. She racked them up again, and watched as he got a few shots this time before he missed a shot. Taking the cue from him, she reached down, and gently picked up the chalk. She didn't so much apply the chalk, as caress it across the cue's tip. Stroke, stroke, stroke, with the occasional twist, she seemed to pay the most intimate attention to it. She rubbed her hand up and down the shaft briefly, before putting the chalk down, and making her shot, thoroughly enjoying the glazed look on his face.. After sinking the four ball, she deliberately scratched again. Like she did before, she got to the ball before he did, but this time, she darted it up under her skirt, rubbing up against her silk panties. "Just like last time, you gotta earn it." *He can't resist this,* she thought confidently, *not after that little display.* Kentaro's gulp was fully audible, as he dropped to one knee. Reaching carefully under her skirt, he felt his hand brush her inner thigh, and he froze at her gasp. After a second, he thought it was safe to continue, and continued to grope blindly for the ball. Finally, he found it, and his fingers brushed something very smooth, and slightly damp. Not wanting to consider what that ay have been, or why it was damp, he withdrew his hand from the cue ball's resting place, and set it on the table. Once again, the game passed quickly, and Kentaro found he had won again. "Good boy," praised Minako. "Now... for the second tatoo." She slowly raised the right side of her skirt, to show a red rose wrapped in barbed wire resting on her right hip. For his part, Kentaro blushed almost as red as the rose. "Time for the last game," she chirped. After a few shots, it was Kentaro's turn to scratch. Finally gathering his courage, he snatched the ball up before she could reach it. "Y...your turn to earn it," he stuttered, shoving it in his front pocket. *It's about time he figured it out!* thought Minako. "Hmm..." she muttered, "he put it down the same side." Reaching into the pocket he had stuffed the ball down, she wrapped her fingers around it, and slowly started to pull it out. However, she deliberately let the outside of her fingers briefly rub against his rather... attentive member. She immediately looked him in the eye, and let her hand linger in her pocket for just a little while longer, slowly drawing the ball out, never leaving contact with the object of her search. After what she deemed just the right amount of time, she finally pulled it out. Kentaro groaned, and, for a moment, she was worried that she had done too much, and he was too ready. A quick glance at his pants, and the lack of a telltale stain coupled by the silhouette she saw told her otherwise. She grinned, and continued the game. The last game didn't last very long at all. "O-okay, Mina-chan. I won the third one. W-where it the t-third tattoo?" he stammered. She leaned back against the pool table. "I forgot," she breathed. "Could you find it for me?" Kentaro couldn't believe his ears. Then he thought back to what had already happened. Emboldened by the lust he could finally see in her eyes, he reached forward, and slowly began to unbutton her blouse. *Get it over with!* screamed Minako's mind, but she kept silent. As his fingers dipped lower down her blouse, she felt her own excitement increase. Finally, he drew it open, and slid it down her arms to her hands, and lightly brushed her hands with his fingertips as he pulled the sleeves over them. She fully expected him to try to take her bra off next, but he surprised her by reaching for her skirt. It had an elastic hem, which he only stretched as much as he had to in order to pull it over the soft swell of her hips. He pulled her forward, off the table a bit, to ease it down her thighs, and let it flutter gently down to the floor. As she started to kick it away, he stopped her. He traced his fingertips down her legs, and slowly stroked her feet as he eased it around them, and casually tossed it aside. While he was down there, he also took off her pumps. He paused, breathless, looking at the young blonde girl. She was wearing a red silk bra and panties set, with a black garter belt holding up her sheer nylon stockings. One tiny part of his mind held on to rationality, and noted that he would have to take off the garter belt before the panties. He also noted the growing stain at her crotch, and didn't have to ponder long to realize the reason why. *He stopped? He stopped!* Minako moaned a little, and looked up at him. She didn't care if she scared him away anymore, her body needed him too much. "Please, Kentaro?" He gulped, and nodded. Reaching forward, he unclipped the garters from the lacy belt, and stepped closer to unsnap the ones in the rear. As he did so, she reached out, and began to unbuckle his belt, and unzip his zipper. "No," he said, "not yet." He zipped his zipper back up, but didn't buckle his belt. With the garters unsnapped, he knelt, and slowly drew her stockings down, tracing their paths with his fingertips on the inside of her thighs, and paused briefly to caress her knees. Every burning touch was pushing her just that much further, and every second seemed to be savored by the young man. She stretched her legs out one by one, as he eased them off, and discarded them to the side. With that task done, he stood back up, and drew closer to her. "It's a front-snap bra,' she muttered, unwilling to trust her voice for some reason. He nodded, and reached between her breats. Finding the snap, he fumbled for a second, until he figured out how to unsecure it. He slowly opened it, like an acnient book of secrets, and his heart raced. Soon, her nipples came into view, and he drew it down her shoulders, throwing it on top of the pool cue. *Only one garment left,* he thought. Trembling slightly, he put his fingers around the sides of her panties, and drew them down. As soon as he saw the sweetly, neatly trimmed blonde hairs there, he could not help but think, *Yep, she's a natural blonde.* Eventually, the treasure those golden curls guarded came into view, and he had to force himself to complete the task. At last, his goddess, Aino Minako, was fully naked before him. He stepped back, and she grabbed him. Reaching up and grabbing the back of his head, she kissed him fiercely, trying to share both breath and soul with that kiss. She turned him around, and practically threw him onto the pool table. "Now, it's my turn," she growled. Minako was not as slow or hesitant as Kentaro had been. In seconds, he was as naked as she was, and was most definitely rampant. *Well,* she thought, *he's not the biggest I've seen - but he's also not exactly small. Hell, I think he might be the perfect size!* She dropped to her knees, and encircled him with her hand. The treatment she had given the pool cue was nothing, compared to what he recieved from her. Her tongue was an artist's brush, and his penis the canvas for her masterpiece. He closed his eyes in amazement, and had to force her away before it was too late. Minako looked up, disappointed, but he helped her to her feet, and turned around. He lifted her onto the pool table, and faced her. "I'm ready," she said. "You don't need to do anything more." "But..." he began. "Look, if you do anything but fuck me right now, I'm going to explode! I need you now!" she snarled. Nodding, he stepped between her open knees, and slowly placed himself at her entrance. **************** Michiru was rather angry. She had lost track of Haruka ten minutes ago, when the last stragglers had left or found a room. Eventually, she came across her lifemate, her ear pressed to the door of the pool room. "What are you doing?" she asked. "Shhhh! Sounds like Mina-chan's finally getting that new boyfriend of hers to actually go for it," whispered the taller girl. She paused. "Oh, wow!" "What?" asked Michiru, but haruka didn't respond. "Hey, move over a bit," groused the teal-haired girl, putting her own ear to the door. Together, they listened to the rest of the scene unfolding inside. **************** Each thrust was a whole new wave of pleasure for Minako. His clumsy first attempts to find her cleft left no doubt in her mind that she was his first, but she had long ago lost any thoughts of being his best. Instead, he had quickly become her best, just through sheer enthusiasm, and what she could only ascribe to instinct. For Kentaro's part, he somehow managed to overcome his initial embarassment, and had lost himself in the rhythm he and his girlfriend were making. He had lost track of how much time had passed, and didn't care. Minako was overcome by waves of pleasure, as her orgasm hit. The little echoes rippled throughout, and she felt herself grip his root as her cunt spasmed. That, in and of itself, was enough for Kentaro. The clenching pushed him over the edge, and he felt his own orgasm explode into her depths. All time stopped, and reality ceased to have a meaning. **************** Minako and Kentaro cuddled each other, and whispered little promises into each others' ear. Gathering their clothes, they unlocked the door, and stepped out into the hall together. What they saw made them stop. There, on the floor, was Michiru, totally nakes. Lying on her stomach, fact buried in Michiru's cleft, was Haruka. From the mewling noises the teal-haired girl was making, the blonde was doing her job quite well. "oooh...Min..hiiiiiiin...ako?" squealed Michiru. At that, Haruka looked up. "Mmph? Um... er, hi, Minako! Some party, huh?" Behind the younger girl, Kentaro simply fainted dead away. -- ------------------------ Valandar the Red of the Empty Tankard Captain of the Guard of the Barony of the Far Woods, in the Empire of the Iron Mountains and Master of the Spammish Main http://valandar.tripod.com/Hello.html